Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Hunter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Hunter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Hunter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. Her brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Courier arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (90 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 130 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. Ethereal was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Architect. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.